User blog comment:Llamao/A Disappearing Act/@comment-3135907-20110819210743

The ferret hears him and turns on him. "An' who dew yew think yew are, eh? Well?" he says twisting Wodd's nose. "Led go me nord, mayd!" The ferret roughly lets his nose go. "Impudent liddle idjit, next time I'll be slicin' it off!" He turns on his heel and marches off to join several other stoats, ferrets and weasels around a campfire, toasting apples. "Hoi, Leddsnout, gimme sommat that cheese, eh!" the ferret growls at a stoat. "Roight, mate!" The stoat tosses him some cheese. Wodd turns to Slipnoose. "An' dey gid food food, wud yer lookit that!"